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[b]School Side[/B]

Although the thing, with frighteningly inhuman movements, avoided the first two of Jin's arrows, its body twisting in a manner that could not be achieved by any normal living creature, the latter two struck true, piercing into the thing's torso. The floating pumpkin head behind it flickered, golden eyes flashing menacingly, eerily, as the stolen image of Tomoda jerked forwards. There was no blood from the wounds. The heads of the projectiles had simply ... sunk in, ripping apart a layer of seeming-flesh on impact, only to meet oozing, unstable shadowy substances. [url=http://vocaroo.com/i/s1jT5Z7x4tGf]A strange noise emanated from its direction as it lumbered forth[/url], the floating head beside it swinging its attentions towards its attacker.

A glare? Whatever emotion was being felt by the thing (if it could even feel in the first place), it was clear that it was very much intent on pursuing Jin and Clotho.

Ignoring the rest of its foes, the thing started moving.

One step.

Another step.

There was no other way to describe its movements but as something ... unearthly, but it was rapid in its approach. Rapid in its pursuit. It moved straight towards Jin, speeding through the darkness like a missile.

Of the Persona users in the group, it had only "eyes" for Jin.
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[B]NPC: Drama Clubroom[/B]

The student, a short-looking Japanese boy of approximately 1.52 m in height, with cropped black hair that had fading green highlights present in his fringe, glanced up at Lala. His brown eyes seemed to take a second to acknowledge her presence, clouded with a great amount of emotion, but they quickly soon widened, taking in her appearance.

"Oh, huh?" were the first words that exited his mouth. "Oh, uh yeah, this is the Drama Club."

He was not particularly on the ball, it seemed.